Bridalveil Fall | One Photo

Bridalveil Fall, Yosemite Valley, Yosemite National Park, California

Because sometimes, I just want to share photos that have a really special place in my heart or I’m really proud of, here and there, You’ll start seeing these published. I didn’t know how to do it for some time because honestly, I’m not very well off with website design, but I’ve decided to just do it the way I know. So here goes.

It was amazing to see the first light after a long drive through the dark. Coming to Yosemite often, it was a little different this time; I was on a mission. I was on a mission to show my parents why I love this place so much, to have them understand why I love the life I live.

It was easier than I thought. Bridalveil Fall in Yosemite Valley, our very first stop of the road trip I brought my parents on, did the job almost immediately.

The soft morning light made the waterfall seem to be falling right from heaven. Cold droplets of pristine water carried by the winds landed on our faces. One look at my parents’ eyes was enough to see that they, too, were immediately charmed by the beauty of Yosemite. And we’ve barely just begun…

Half Dome | One Photo

Half Dome from Tioga Road.

Because sometimes, I just want to share photos that have a really special place in my heart or I’m really proud of, here and there, You’ll start seeing these published. I didn’t know how to do it for some time because honestly, I’m not very well off with website design, but I’ve decided to just do it the way I know. So here goes.

That morning was cold. I shook the dew off my tent before starting to pack up, my headlamp the only source of light. I could see the touch of dawn in the sky, but it wasn’t enough for my eyes to be able to see what I was doing.

That morning was cold. Cold like my heart whenever I have to leave this little piece of miracle that Yosemite National Park is.

That morning was cold. I left Tuolumne Meadows and stopped by to say bye to Tenaya Lake. By that time, the sky was nectarine orange and grey-deep blue.

That morning was cold. The lone road led me through the mountains and then, Half Dome showed itself to comfort me. The sun has just started to come up somewhere in the East and that prominent piece of granite appeared to be the one emitting the orange light.

The morning became warm.

And I didn’t say goodbye to this place I love.

The morning was warm and I said, “See you soon.”